This is a song about "You dont call back"

Now i dont really know you

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

And we can't fall

Its all me if you call

Call me what you want call me a cheater, call me mock

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

Call it boomerang, it comes right back on my ass

I dont kids like you,i eat emcees,they call me cannibal

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Got her number, she didn't text me or call back

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Call my dot cuz im above you like the lowercase letter i dont try to